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A plastic shopping bag in one hand, the other holding onto the strap of your handbag. You walk towards the building, two bodyguards standing by the door, dressed in suits, tattoos decorating their skin. One body guard extends his arm out as you approach closer and closer, causing you to stop in your tracks.
"You can't be here." He spoke, keeping it stern and simple. His black sunglasses rest on the bridge of his nose, making him feel more intimidating. You roll your eyes, scoffing.
"Oh, C'mon Changbin. It's me, y/n!" You point at yourself, laughing softly. Changbin folds his arms across his chest, his muscles threatening to rip his suit.
"I know who you are but you are entering a dangerous and top secret building."
"Top sec–" You shake your head, sighing softly as you rub the bridge of your nose. "Changbin, this is Felix's holiday home. It's not exactly top secret nor dangerous."
The other bodyguard, Chan, spluttered, laughing softly before regaining back his composure.
"How do you know he is here?"
"I– Jesus Christ Changbin, he invited me along." Changbin's cheek flushes pink, a small smile making its way to his lips. He clears his throat, determined to keep up this role of being a bodyguard.
"Yes, well, must have slipped my mind." You laugh softly, gently patting his pecs.
"Keep up the good work, Changbin."
Changbin clears his throat, clearly feeling embarrassed and possibly taking his role too seriously. You make your way into the holiday home, nodding your head and saying hello to Chan as you pass by.
You take your shoes and coat off, placing them neatly to the side. You made your way to the living area, smiling softly as you see your lover sat on the sofa, cigar resting between his fingers.
"Knock Knock." You softly spoke. Felix looks up, smiling big. Placing his cigar in the ashtray, he stands up and walks towards you. You flush a faint pink colour, seeing him dressed in his comfy wear – a stark contrast from his usual business attire.
Wearing nothing but sweatpants and a plain white vest top, his tattooed arms on show, the dragon masterpiece on his back peaking out. His black hair scraped back in a half up half down hairstyle, bare face – this was the first time since being together you've seen him look so relaxed and comfy.
"My love, you came!" His deep voice rings in your ears, his strong tattooed arms wrap themselves around you. You gently drop the shopping bag, wrapping your own arms around him and nuzzling your face into his chest.
"Of course, lix. I couldn't turn down the offer of spending a holiday with you." your words muffled.
"Such a cutie." Felix grins, pinching your cheeks together. You whine, slapping his bicep gently.
You met Felix by coincidence. You heard rumours about him, about the mafia, it's hard not to when they're the talk of town 24/7. You were waiting for the bus after your daily commune of work and grocery shopping, when a storm approached. You didn't plan on bringing an umbrella because the forecast said it was going to be clear skies. Felix noticed you were getting drenched and offered you his umbrella, to which you took. Since then, you have both been inseparable.
"What's in the bag, babe?"
"Oh!" You pick up the grocery bag, walking to the living area. Felix follows you, moving his ashtray away from you, aware that he didn't want you to breathe in the smoke. He replaced the ashtray with an intense stick, the smell masking the stale cigar stench.
You kneel at the coffee table, sitting on your feet as you unpack the bag. "I went to the local store and bought a bunch of traditional, locally grown foods. I was thinking I could make some dinner tonight. The shop owner gave me a famous recipe that everyone in the area uses, so I want to try!"
Felix smiles warmly at you, kneeling beside you as he strokes your head gently.
"That sounds perfect! I cannot wait to try it."
"Yeah, I figured you might want something homemade, like a stew or something. I figured you might have had enough of take-outs and Jeongin terrible cooking."
"You could say that." Felix laughs softly, nodding in agreement. "But they try and that's all that matters."
"Absolutely. Some may try harder than others." You giggle to yourself, thinking back to Changbin. Felix cocks his head to the side. "I'll tell you later." You grin, waving your hand to dismiss it.
"It better be good!"
"Oh believe me lix. It is." A soft, deep hum of content ripples to the back of his throat, making you shiver. He shuffles closer to you, gently kissing your temple.
"Thank you for being here, babe."
"Oh, it's okay lix."
"No. I mean it." Felix cups your cheeks in his hands gently, stroking your skin with the pad of his thumb. The faint smell of cigar smoke hit your nostrils from his fingers but you couldn't care less about that.
"You make me feel so loved and appreciated. sometimes I'm scared that what I do would scare you away but you've been with me for this long. I'm the happiest when I'm with you. You bring out the best in me. y/n, i think I'm in love with you…"
You blink, heart thumping hard against your chest. Your eyes slowly fill up with tears at the sudden confession.
"You don't have to say anything back! You don't even have to accept it, y/n. I just wanted to get it off my chest, that's all."
"Lix, I love you too." You sob. Felix's own eyes fill with tears, falling down his cheeks. You laugh softly, your lips meeting together in a blissful kiss.
"I've always loved you."